Bright Sword: Flesh and Blood Military Industrial Base

Chapter 56 Li Yunlong's Eyes Shining

At that moment, Yang Zheng, who had just received the report, took the lead, followed by several platoon leaders including Chen Xiaoquan and Zhao Dahu, and ran quickly toward the village entrance.

"Commander! Commander! What brings you here? You didn't even give me a heads-up!" Yang Zheng called out from afar, his face showing surprise (half genuine, half acting), and he quickened his pace.

Upon approaching, Yang Zheng and several platoon leaders saluted in unison: "Greetings, Regimental Commander!"

Li Yunlong stood up, patted the dirt off his backside, looked Yang Zheng up and down, and then glanced at the several spirited platoon leaders behind him, their uniforms neat and their pistols hanging from their waists. The shock he had felt before, which was already somewhat skeptical, deepened even further.

This kid, it's only been a few days, but he's already got the air of a main force battalion commander!

"Yang Zheng, oh Yang Zheng," Li Yunlong said, holding his pipe with a half-smile, "are you planning to cause a huge upheaval before you remember you even have a regimental commander?"

"Commander, what you're saying..." Yang Zheng chuckled and quickly stepped forward, "Our achievements are all thanks to your leadership!"

The fighting has been ongoing for some time, and I only gave you a detailed report after everything was over. I didn't expect you to come in person; you must have had a long journey! Quickly, let's get to the village!

Li Yunlong snorted, tapped his pipe on a stone, and strode towards the village: "Report? You've delivered the report, but I still need to see it with my own eyes!"

"Come on, show me your Eighth Company! Let me see what this supposedly glorious and powerful unit is really like!"

Yang Zheng quickly followed, giving Chen Xiaoquan a wink as they walked. Chen Xiaoquan understood, nodded slightly, and indicated that everything was being prepared according to plan.

Yang Zheng then quickly walked a few steps to Li Yunlong's side and said, "Commander, why are you smoking a pipe now? Didn't you always smoke cigarettes?"

"Damn it, we're out of food!" Li Yunlong glanced at him.

"Hehe! Commander, you've come at the perfect time! I just happened to capture a few packs of Asahi cigarettes, I'll give them to you in a bit!" Yang Zheng said with a smile.

"Asahi? Not bad!" Li Yunlong nodded without any hesitation.

Then we walked and looked around.

The village roads were clean, and the military and civilians lived in harmony. When the villagers saw Yang Zheng, they greeted him warmly. When they saw Li Yunlong, the unfamiliar commander, they just looked at him curiously without panicking.

The barracks were neatly planned and heavily guarded. On the training ground, shouts of battle cries filled the air as people practiced bayonet fighting and drills, creating a vibrant and energetic atmosphere.

More importantly, Li Yunlong glanced over and saw the weapons in the soldiers' hands—Type 38 rifles! Type 99 light machine guns! In the distance, there were even people fiddling with grenade launchers!

Although they were wearing gray military uniforms dyed in varying shades, their spirit and equipment level were several times better than the main force battalion of his new regiment.

"Hiss..." Li Yunlong inwardly gasped, but his face remained impassive. He simply slowed his pace to observe more closely.

When they reached the vicinity of the barracks and warehouse area, Chen Xiaoquan led the way at just the right moment: "Regimental Commander, this is our temporary equipment warehouse. There are some... some captured supplies that haven't been sorted yet."

Li Yunlong glanced at Yang Zheng: "Oh? Take a look!"

The warehouse door opened, and the light inside was a little dim, but enough to see the bundles of rifles piled against the wall. Although they were all old Hanyang rifles, the number was astonishing. At a glance, there were no less than two hundred!

There was also a pile of Japanese soldiers' yellowish-brown uniforms, helmets, canteens, and other miscellaneous items nearby.

"These are..." Li Yunlong walked up to the pile of Hanyang rifles, picked one up and looked at it.

Yang Zheng stepped forward, picked up one of the rifles, pulled the bolt back, and said, "These are the ones we captured after several battles. I plan to use them to expand the new recruit platoon."

"Expansion? You brat..." Li Yunlong pointed at Yang Zheng, then suddenly remembered what he had said before, and swallowed his words. He then put his gun back and asked, "What is the current organization of your Eighth Company?"

Yang Zheng led Li Yunlong away towards the company headquarters, replying, "Regimental Commander, currently, the main combat force consists of four platoons: three basic infantry platoons and one fire support platoon, totaling 200 men."

"200 people..."

Li Yunlong fell silent for a moment. If he remembered correctly, these 200 men were all equipped with Japanese weapons.

Now this kid wants to use these 200+ rifles to build another platoon of new recruits, so damn, that'll bring the total number of recruits to almost 500.

A company of 500 men, each armed with a gun, was more well-off than the main battalion of a main force regiment.

Li Yunlong did some mental calculations, which made him somewhat vulnerable, but then he suddenly had another thought.

This Yang is the company commander of the Eighth Company of his new regiment, and the strength of the Eighth Company is the same as that of his new regiment!

Suddenly enlightened, Li Yunlong grinned.

Upon arriving at the company headquarters, Li Yunlong sat down and said, "Fine, you son of a bitch, you've got guts. Go recruit some more. I mean what I say. When we get back, I'll recommend you for a commendation. Once you've earned enough merit, I'll make you a battalion commander!"

Li Yunlong didn't mention seniority, but Yang Zheng had also crossed the grasslands and was a true veteran of the Red Army.

Yang Zheng was a little surprised. Why wasn't Li Yunlong robbing anyone? This was a bit beyond his script.

He was still thinking that once Li Yunlong asked, he would take the opportunity to give him all the guns and uniforms.

As a result, Li Yunlong turned around and supported him, which warmed his heart.

Yang Zheng poured Li Yunlong a glass of water, then took out several packs of captured cigarettes and handed them to him before saying, "Commander, actually, our Eighth Company just won a battle yesterday!"

"Oh?"

Li Yunlong nodded, not paying much attention. He picked up a pack of Asahi cigarettes, took out two, tossed one to Yang Zheng, then put the other in his mouth, lit it with a match, and casually asked, "Did you take down the Japanese transport convoy?"

Yang Zheng covered his face with his hands, lit a cigarette with the light Li Yunlong offered, took a puff, and then replied, "No, it's the Japanese retaliatory force, an infantry company plus a battalion of puppet troops, more than 400 people in total."

The voice was calm, as if it were just the slaughter of 400 pigs.

Li Yunlong nodded, took a drag of his cigarette, and replied, "Well done, over 400... over 400??? Cough cough cough!!!"

Li Yunlong stood up excitedly, coughing repeatedly.

Yang Zheng stepped forward and gently patted him, but Li Yunlong blocked him.

"You...cough cough...are you fucking serious? You're lying about military intelligence, I'm going to shoot you!" Li Yunlong's face was very serious, but his heart was actually in turmoil.

"Commander, don't make a fuss. Only about 180 Japanese soldiers are a bit difficult to deal with. The rest of the puppet troops are just chickens and dogs. Dealing with them is easier than slaughtering pigs!" Yang Zheng was showing off a bit.

Li Yunlong: "…Damn it, tell me the whole battle!"

"Commander, it's like this."

Yang Zheng immediately laid out the entire tactical arrangement for the battle, which made Li Yunlong's eyes light up.

Finally, Li Yunlong excitedly slammed his fist on the table twice, "Damn it, damn it, good lad, when we get back I'll put in a good word for you, I'll make you a battalion commander! Damn it..."

"By the way, how's the loot? Don't lie to me!" Li Yunlong suddenly asked.

"Ah! Just what you see there, a few hundred Hanyang rifles, and some Type 38 rifles!!"

"No light or heavy machine guns? No grenade launchers?"

"Hehe! I can't hide it from you, Commander, there are some!"

Li Yunlong's eyes were already gleaming with greed.

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